ps: Dear friends, it’s not that I don’t want to update anymore, it’s just because the ending is very sad. Recently, many readers who have supported me said that my writing is not very good, and some even started to criticize this article. Therefore, I feel a little frustrated, so I won’t
Why are you so enthusiastic? Haha, just like this, I don’t have any hope for this article.
Text: We continued to run, pushing the ambulance trolley and running in the corridor of the hospital.
A memory that can never be erased in this lifetime.
The long corridor leading to the rescue room was endless, with dim lights flickering on and off. Teacher Zhu and the doctors and I pushed the rescue trolley and kept running forward.
In this long corridor of the hospital, running is the only hope.
Zhang Miaomiao was lying in the rescue vehicle, with the oxygen mask covering almost half of her face. Her eyes were slightly closed, and her face was frighteningly pale, still as blank as a piece of white paper.
I looked at her, pushing the ambulance desperately, and there was a voice in my heart shouting, move forward, move forward.
However, I could clearly feel that Zhang Miaomiao seemed to be sleeping. I ran and shook her hand. It was so cold, like a piece of ice. I was so anxious and my steps were very messy.
I screamed miserably, "Miaomiao, don't fall asleep. Miaomiao, wake up, wake up. When you get better, brother Liang will take you to play. Wake up, don't fall asleep."
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I shouted while running, and the shrill voice echoed in the empty corridor, lonely and sad.
Zhang Miaomiao just seemed to hear my voice, and slowly opened her heavy eyelids, her long eyelashes moving slowly like an old woman. Despite this, a hint of joy flashed in my heart.
Sister Miaomiao can always hear my shouts, even if the shouts are miserable, as long as she hears my voice, she just raises her eyes to look at me, I want to make it up to her, and I must make her
Saved.
Yes, I owe Zhang Miaomiao a lot. This sunny girl has carried too much sadness that should not have been hers. Her bright and flowery smile must always hang on her young face.
Our footsteps never stopped running, and Teacher Zhu and the doctors were exhausted and out of breath, but in order to save Zhang Miaomiao, everyone did not slack off.
Zhang Miaomiao's eyes only opened slowly, and then closed again in an instant, just like a flower that should have been gorgeous but withered before it bloomed.
The male doctor wearing glasses rolled Zhang Miaomiao's eyes while running. He looked at me and said worriedly, "The patient's vital signs are declining now. Quickly, say a few words to encourage her. Say a few words of encouragement to her."
Come and increase her desire to live, hurry up."
When I heard the doctor say that Zhang Miaomiao's vital signs were constantly declining, a flash of despair suddenly flashed through my heart. Tears filled my eyes. While I was running, my eyes were blurred by tears. I suddenly remembered some scenes from the past, when it was snowing heavily.
Zhang Miaomiao asked me if I liked her. At that time, I declined her politely. And on the night when Zhang Miaomiao showed her love to me, I rejected her ruthlessly again.
It is precisely because of my rejection that she has fallen now. She just wants me to like her, and I am just the motivation for her to live. Yes, if I like her, I can really save her life.
Yes, I like her, yes, I like her.
With tears on my face, I shouted to Zhang Miaomiao who was lying in critical condition on the ambulance trolley, "Sister Miaomiao, please don't let anything happen to you. Wake up quickly. Let me tell you, I like you. I always have."
It's yours, but you don't know it. I want you to get well and live strong. I want to marry you. I want you to be Zhuge Xingliang's wife. Wake up and hold on, I want to marry you."
My face was filled with tears and my voice was choked with sobs. I was so reluctant to let go. My voice lingered in the corridor for a long and lonely time. The faces of the doctors accompanying me were a little moved, and Teacher Zhu was also in tears.
Zhang Miaomiao seemed to have heard my voice and still closed her eyes, but a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
We pushed the cart around another corner, and finally, I saw a door with a bright light and three bright red characters saying "Rescue Room" on the door.
Yes, the emergency room is finally here, finally here, finally...
That day, Teacher Zhu and I followed the ambulance to the hospital. We watched Zhang Miaomiao being pushed into the emergency room. Teacher Zhu and I insisted on following her into the emergency room, but we were stopped by the nurse.
We had no choice but to sit at the bench outside the emergency room, praying and waiting anxiously.